❥Catradora oneshots! ❥ [she-ra and the princesses of power]

''Stay away from her''

TW: Abuse, swearing, manipulation

Au: same as the last one, Adora never left the horde and they're in training. Adora and Catra are dating

Adora's pov:

I lay on my back, eyes squeezed shut, desperately trying to get to sleep. My fingers were pressing down, hard, on my aching temples. Catra had already drifted off at the foot of my bed, purring as her chest rose and fell with her breathing. If only it was that easy for me. Thoughts echoed through my mind, pounding on the inside of my skull. I could feel bullets of sweat forming on my face.

''You're not good enough.''

''Train harder!''

''You're useless.''

''How will you ever become a force captain at this rate?''

Shadow Weaver's words played over and over in my head, repeating itself like a broken record. Gritting my teeth, i rolled over. What if i really was all those things? What if i was a failure? The worst comment came back to me. No matter how much i tried to push it away, it was as if Shadow Weaver had found a way to implant it in my brain. 

''Catra is holding you back.''

I let out a small cry and buried my face in my pillow. I loved catra, but Shadow Weaver always knew what was best....

 No! I couldn't let her get the better of me. Catra was my girlfriend, and we promised nothing would ever change between us. Unless.... 

After a few futile attempts to push away my negative thoughts, i ended up drifting off into a shallow, uncomfortable slumber.

Catra's pov

I awoke to the feeling of Adora gently tapping my shoulder. ''Wake up, Catra! we have training. I wouldn't be late again, if i were you.'' Her voice went grave on that last sentence, sending shivers down my tail. ''Bet. I'll get ready wayyy before you!'' i chuckled, trying my best to lighten the mood. ''Alright, then.'' Adora replied hastily, looking away as if she felt guilty for talking to me. ''Adora, is everything okay? you seem... off.'' 

''No, no. Everything's fine. Dont worry.''

''Okay then..'' I replied sceptically. It wasn't like Adora to act like this. Her normally broad, upright shoulders drooped in a bad posture, and she had slight eye bags. I had never seen her in such a bad state. Deciding not to probe, I made my way over to the training room in silence.

I was greeted at the door by Lonnie, Kyle and Rogelio. Adora didn't seem to be in the room. ''Have you guys seen Adora?'' I inquired, tilting my head slightly at the others in concern. ''Umm.. She was taken to the back room with Shadow weaver. She didn't seem very happy.'' A reluctant Lonnie responded. I burried my face in my hands. What had Adora done this time?